This is a song about "Jazzy chan"

Jazzy beats creep up in my seat,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

Remember the days of chan-man and the skeeter man

Nigga's talk they'd attacked me but wouldn't steal a taxi

I'm nasty. but on the beat, i get jazzy

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

You can't beat me cause i'm unstoppable like the jackie chan kung fu fighter.

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

I'll fuck your shit up like i was the jackie chan/

Writing-chan, copper kilt

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

Bruce lee, jackie chan, giving out tae kwon do